Ready to Lose to Salah ad-Din II

I sat up in bed with my legs crossed

for too long, and when they started prickling

and feeling heavy, I felt like I could begin

to understand  Jesus’s suffering.

I drove to a largely empty Jerusalem.

Almost a thousand years ago, rows of soldiers

had lined up for battle, ready to lose to Salah ad-Din.

In three hours, Damascus Gate would be bustling.